perfectmatch | week two

[ She has a predator instinct. If you bully someone first they can't bully you later! That's how it works!!

She is watching him gesture with that skull, and, to her meagre credit, actually listening to him. Retro gaming store has her eyes lighting up, because that would rule? The rest of his description decidedly does not rule, and she finds herself looking down, wringing her hands. ]

Oh.

[ Was she being kind of an asshole then... wait.

Looks back up at him in shock. ]

Wait, as a real spiritual medium? [ She already knows there are plenty of people here who aren't normal, but Rom looked like he was? (Predator instinct told her he was.) ] That's an actual thing?

[ at. At least she is willing to take him at his word? It seems? ]

Mm, did I not mention it before?

[ Honestly, Poppy is totally valid in having assumed that Rom was just a normie. Because between his weird goth magician getup and his generally creepy vibes, he really comes across as more of a third-bit grifter than he does any sort of medium.

Especially now, as he gives a dramatic sweep of the arm that's all showmanship. ]

Shindou Rom, the Enigma Syndrome, genuine spiritual medium! Available for all your haunted spot tour and ghost rumor investigation needs. Please do remember me if you're ever in need of protection against malicious forces -- I have everything you might need to defend yourself against such things, and for a reasonable price!

[ At first, she gawks.

And then she thinks. Because he does have street performer vibes, but also, she doesn't think a street performer would be taking their craft this seriously...? (The memorized-sounding personal ad coming from his mouth, yes, but not the apparent[??] offence from before.)

And then she's considering. ]

Soooo... what's your success rate?

[ Okay, this is what Rom is, but is he any GOOD. The real question. ]

That's an excellent question!

[ Said with a dramatic snap of the fingers. (It is not an excellent question. He gets it all the time from smart-aleck Youtube commenters who think they're being so clever with it.) ]

Consider, Miss Poppy -- the horror stories you've heard of hauntings and ghostly possessions. [ Said while doing wiggly fingers as he idly strides around Poppy towards a nearby table laden with occult items. The perfect backdrop for when he picks up a creepy-looking book and looks back to her. ] Gruesome, aren't they? Those are the sorts of matters I need to deal with on a daily basis, traveling to locations associated with the most terrifying legends and blood-curdling stories. And yet, I'm still here, alive and in one piece. Isn't that a testament to my efficacy?

[ Of course it is an excellent question. She has Youtube commenter cadence, and they raise good points, unless it's against her.

She does stare at his wiggly fingers though, a what the fuck is happening right now look on her face, but doesn't interrupt his spiel. She's doing great in the trying to take him seriously department. ]

That's assuming your whole bit is real, which considering some of the freakazoids here I concede might be the case, so... okay, yeah. That is a good point. [ Nodding. He has lowkey were you not loved enough as a child vibes but it's okay, who doesn't? Anyway. ] Okay, so you've survived the horrors you keep putting yourself in...

[ Bizarre thing to do, buddy. (Also kind of badass, respect entering her tone.) ]

... So... there anything good in here? The kind of thing that helps keep you alive and in one piece?

[ If they're here, and everything he's saying is true, might as well try to get a little more something out of it? (Or at the very least find something that could pass off as cool.) ]

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